Choices

Chapter 3
Loki scowled on his way up the long stairway to head back to the palace. He was not pleased to have been shown up like that. It was true that he was not on display, but he was sure that behind his back they would jest about how a girl was able to take on Fandral when he could not. Of all the warriors three, Fandral was better with his words than his sword and that was what irked Loki most about it. He had enough of the two annoyances from the other realm.
He went straight to his room and buried himself in his books. Soon one became ten stacked on top of one another as he finished them. He'd read them many times before, but he felt he needed to again. His thrist for knowledge never ceased. When Thor came wondering if he was coming to supper Loki simply ignored him. When darkness fell Loki left the palace under his dark cloak and made his way to town.
He stepped into the tavern they had passed earlier that day. He was in need of distraction and this place had many. Drinking, bantering, sex. Loki kept his hood up not feeling like being recognized tonight. He ordered a tall mug of mead and took it to a far table. He watched the girls who entertained with sultry dances as they skittered across the floor hips swaying. He listened to the amusing voices of the burly men speaking of conquests they had made; of battles they had fought. That was what Loki did best; he listened. He had come across lots of very useful information this way.
Unlike Thor, Loki paid attention to detail. Sometimes the smallest detail could give you a full hand to play with. A slutty little wench past him twice before coming back to smile at him. His face was shadowed in the corner he had chosen, his hood still up covered his hair and clothing. "You look like you could use a woman like me." She coo'd fluttering her eyes.
"Only on your knees." Loki replied smoothly. He dropped a few coin on the table. Why not enjoy what he could. It's not like other men were not doing the same, such as the man on the far wall fucking a girl while others cheered him on. In this place it was just the way of it.
Loki picked up his mug and drank while the woman released his length from his pants and used her pouty lips to suck him. He sighed into his drink, but gave her little attention while she did the work she was paid to do. He groaned when she did something he liked very much and then took the last mouthful of his mead only to spit it out as he spied the doorway and the people who entered.
Loki's mind was pulled from the woman attached to his cock, who didn't seem to care he sprayed his mead over her, and he gapped at Seraphina and Cephera. Seraphina looking around like she was at home and Cephera gazing around in slight awe. Loki pushed the woman away from him and waved her off. He fixed his pants and was about to get up and escort the girls out of there when he stopped.
No, he would let them do what they came to do and if they got into trouble it was their own faults. He settled back in his chair and watched from his shady corner. Maybe now they would understand that if they wanted to be there in Asgard, they needed to respect the rules.
(Cephera)
"Seraphina you can't be serious?" Cephera said following her through the streets.
"I'm bored." She replied.
"But a tavern? Here? At home sure, but here!" Cephera did not like this idea. Part of her was excited to enjoy the dancing and socializing that normally happened in taverns at home, but in Asgard much was different.
"Yup," Was all her twin said taking Cephera's hand and pulling her along. They found the tavern easily enough and walking in all eyes landed on them and Cephera was embarrassed to see many women wearing hardly anything walking about. Some were sitting with or on men and a few were being fucked against back walls while screams of pleasure was heard upstairs. A whore house and a tavern all in one. Cephera couldn't help but look slightly awed by the place despite the vulgarity.
All the men were now eyeing the two of them. She was happy her sister made her dress down for this trip. "This is a bad idea." She hissed attempting to tug her sister back out, but she didn't budge. She pulled Cephera inside and went right to the barkeep.
"A mug of your best ale." She declared slamming down coin. The barkeep raised an eyebrow, but got her a drink. Cephera was standing beside her facing the opposite way to keep an eye out behind them. Her eyes darting to the woman who was mewling in pleasure as her breasts bounced and the man grunted as he thrust against her against the far wall. His pants to his ankles and not one person seemed to find it odd.
She was not used to seeing such a display. It was true they had whores at home, but this was barbaric. But one thing Cephera was good at was adjusting. As long as no one tried anything funny toward herself or her sister they would be fine. She smiled as she continued to look around. She quickly noticed that the only girls in the tavern were the ones for fucking which was a little unsettling.
"And what are two beautiful women such as yourselves doing in a place like this?" One man asked taking a seat next to Seraphina.
"Trying to have a good time." She replied looking at him and downing her mug. She shook it at the barkeep for another.
"Well forgive me my lady, but perhaps you've taken a wrong turn as the only women in here having a good time are the ones paid to spread their legs," He said; his words weren't unkind. He was speaking politely to her.
"What? I can't have a good time despite women getting fucked in my presence?" Seraphina asked drinking from her cup.
"It is not a spot for women of note." He pressed. Apparently, despite their plain clothing, this man knew they were not the usual commoners.
"We can handle ourselves if need be. We are not looking for trouble we just need to take a break from everyday life, have a drink." Seraphina told him. There was chuckling from those who were listening.
"With all due respect ..."
"Listen I heard you the first time. I appreciate your concern, but perhaps it's time you took a hint," Seraphina said her eyes narrowing and her tone harsh.
"Seraphina." Cephera chided her, but her sister ignored her. Cephera was worried her sister would take this too far. Her sister didn't have very much patience.
The man looked her over long and hard before growling. "Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you." He told her and walked away. Seraphina grinned triumphantly and went back to her ale. Cephera finally took a seat after a little while of just looking around.
"Do you have any non alcoholic, sweet drinks." She asked the barkeep who laughed at her and turned his back to her.
"Hey. My sister asked you a question no need to be rude." Seraphina cut in irritated. Cephera was very capable of speaking to the man herself, but when it came to people talking rude to her Seraphina was very protective.
"If you want some juice go home to your mother girl." The barkeep laughed shaking his head.
"I have something you can swallow." A man who just stepped up to the bar said to Cephera. Cephera opened her mouth to reply, but Seraphina was on her feet and was pushing the man away from her.
"Excuse me back it up. You have nothing me or my sister want near our mouths." She told him. That's when it got rowdy. The man made to push Serpahina away from him, but she easily moved and turned his arm painfully bringing him to his knee.
'Seraphina!' Cephera warned her sister through their mind link.
'Give me a second. This will be fun,' She said back and she could hear her smile. Her sister was having fun and Cephera was not going to interfere. She moved quickly out of the way and watched her sister take down not just the first man, but another who had advanced on her. Cephera was good at being invisible, not literally, but she was good at staying out of trouble. So she made it safely to a corner and climbed to sit up on the rail to the upstairs balcony. She had a great view of the conflict below. She couldn't help but smile as her sister took down anyone who came at her, it did help the men were pretty hindered by the alcohol.
'Behind you.' Cephera warned her. Seraphina turned and tripped the man coming for her that way. The barkeep was yelling and chaos came to a sudden stop as one man jumped in front of Seraphina facing everyone and laughing.
"You all should be ashamed. You're so drunk you can't even take down one lonely female." He clapped toward her sister. "If anyone has a right to be here it's her over all you pussies. I toast the girl and her courage." The man lifted his glass. There was strained silence before laughter erupted and suddenly everyone was toasting all around and drinking. As quick as their presence caused a ruckus it had also ended. Seraphina was smiling and having a burping match with a man which Cephera rolled her eyes at.
"Come down Cephera!" She called. Cephera jumped down landing on a table occupied by one person in that corner. "My sister doesn't like fighting, but she can sing for you." Seraphina offered and everyone was now looking to Cephera.
Singing was something Cephera was confident enough in that she didn't hesitate. She cleared her throat and satisfied everyone's new curiosity as she began to sign a song that got everyone feet tapping inside the bar. She sang standing on the table only to be helped down by two men and she happily danced about with many others. The girls being used as sex toys had been forgotten as genuine fun began. Even those scantily clad females were dancing and smiling.
When Cephera ended her song standing now on top of the bar arms in the air she was greeted with cheers, whistles and the barkeep planked a drink at her feet.
"Here girl. I hope you like pomegranate," He said smiling. Cephera jumped down and took the drink happily. She clinked mugs with her sister and sipped politely. She had enough time to finish her drink before her sister began an arm wrestling match with a dark haired man and she was asked to sing again.
Cephera had many songs she knew worked for taverns. This song had a lot of repeat and she even managed to get everyone to repeat certain parts which made her smile and laugh. She would dance across the room around tables and even on top of them. She grabbed the man sitting alone who had not joined in on the fun and found him firmly planted in his chair. His face shadowed, but she let him go instantly when she made out his eyes. She knew those eyes. After letting go she went back to the floor turning her attentions back to the rest of those still sober enough to dance.
She ended her song and looked back to the corner. Loki, who she was sure it had been, was gone. She hadn't thought to see him here. He didn't seem the type. 'I saw prince Loki.' She told her sister who darted her eyes up to look at Cephera. She was losing her current arm wrestle. When her hand hit the bar she growled. Seraphina hated losing. "We should go get some rest," Cephera said out loud smiling around her. "Thank you for letting us stay," She said politely.
"Come back again sometime ladies." The barkeep offered.
"Oh I will!" Seraphina said. She hadn't drank enough to get drunk. They left feeling excited and happy, but Cephera was also feeling nervous about the fact prince Loki had been there. Would he tell his father about their improper visit to such an establishment. It was becoming clear to Cephera that women were not equals in this realm. Not the same way they were back home.

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